𝐒𝐮𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐞- a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant or that has been loved then lost. "The love that remains."
a love between a hopeless girl and a hopeless boy.
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My eyes shifted towards Xiera. Why was she looking at me, and why did she help me last time? I kept my gaze on her; she left after a few minutes, leaving me wondering.
I felt a lump in my throat, and I could barely breathe...Xie was about to go, so I reached out to hold her wrist. Don't go, please. I feel like I'm about to faint. Why cannot I breathe properly? I look down. "Stay..." Please. Please stay. She hesitated before sitting down beside me. A comforting hand was placed on my shoulder. I felt less tense, but my breathing got heavier each minute.
I closed the gap between my torso and legs, I couldn't speak well. "Fuck He's losing a lot of blood!" Jeff? Is Newt dying?
No. No. No. No. No.
He's not. The lump in my throat grew. I couldn't speak. I could feel the sweat on my body and the hair on my head. Everything is making me irritated. Stop. Make it stop.
"Apply more pressure!" The voices started to blur, and I couldn't breathe properly anymore; I could only hear echoes of mutters, the sounds of yells and screams. Chaos.
I couldn't...My head feels lightweight. My hands. My head. I closed my eyes trying to ignore everything around me, but it made it worse. It made me realize what's happening to Newt. I rubbed my hands against my messy hair...I was about to lose it.
"Minho...Minho breathe. Look at me...just look at me..." Her voice...it was faint but hearable; I could hear it over the mutters and yells. I could hear it all day. She suddenly cupped my face, making me focus on her, only her. I could do that all day.
Her other hand was on my back "Okay now, deep breaths. One by one, Minho." Her voice echoed into my soul; shivers ran down my spine. The pain in my heart felt almost numb now. "Do you need anything? I can go get water. Hm?" She kept on talking. I want her to stay; water won't help, she will. How is she calming me down? "Stay." I could barely hear my voice.
"Okay now listen to my voice. Okay, Min? Just listen-" Min. She called me Min. Since when does she do that? Am I hearing things? "...inhale...1 2 3 exhale... 1 2 3." She's counting. "Now count on me, alright?" I nodded...I wanted to join; I wanted a distraction. I want to keep hearing her voice.
I shut my eyes and started with her, with a cracked, low voice. She held onto me tightly, or was that the other way around? I started to relax. My body feels less tense. Her voice faded out slowly...and the last thing I saw was Xiera's concerned expression. My vision went Black.
